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Post by lanaia74 on May 28, 2007 3:44:29 GMT -5
Another dream, the same one, night after night Is my subconscious trying to tell me something? Each time I close my eyes, my mind takes flight To a place steeped in mysticism and magic, to a place it seems like I forever wanted to cling I see myself, in a role of royalty, everyone respected me There are countless numbers of servants, to see to my every need A place I was happy and gay, where I was full of glee A queen I think, beside me, a man, trying to see to my every need. I sometimes see myself, in some sort of temple A royal court with me, as all of us worship, a certain God I am aware my soul being fed by the God, until I'm full Being portrayed as this does seem frightfully odd. In my entire life today, I have done nothing as significant, as to what I dream A member of royalty, I feel the honor and majesty, I must fulfil In the temple, I can see the sun, rising in the east, on my face I feel the warm beams The place I am in, I can see it was built by people of great skill. After the temple, I see myself in a long procession People cheering me on as I go by The temple was that of Rah, Egyptian God of the sun Now all my questions are answered as to why. Why I love the mythology of ancient Egypt so A past life, this I know, this is how it was at that time My obsession, is now very clear to me Between time and space, it does not exist, the matter of time.
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